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"Yes, and I've probably spread half of them." There's a lot more I want to add. Things like the fact that Pippin's never acted like he's better than us. Sure, he's acted irritable around me sometimes, but I'm me. I can't think of a time where he acted that way around Alric.

I hated them because they didn't do anything to fix the damage their father made. Now, they're beginning to.

But I'll be damned if I let anyone hear me say that. Iliyana's easy to talk to, but if the Forevigors got the idea that I might not hate them as much as I act like I do? Dear gods, I shudder at the thought. "In fact," I say, trying to change course, "I wouldn't be surprised if the truth was worse than the horror stories. The horror stories of his promiscuity, that is."

"You know," Iliyana tapped her fan to his lips in thought, "Raemin and I just had a conversation about this not too long ago."

She paused, trying to remember what words she had exchanged with her guard. Deciding to go with a slightly different direction, she shrugged. "I believe I would much rather marry Mr. Pippin than Lord Tril."

Iliyana let out a disgusted sigh. Her hatred was obvious in just the simple act of letting out air.

"Be thankful you have never crossed his path. He is one of the only other Heijiki nobles left alive, and but he is a vile creature. He has no repsect for anyone other than himself, much less women, and it shows. He seems to believe that all Heijiki belong to him." she paused, wondering how exactly to imply an awful truth, and looked away from Karra's gaze. "Including..me."

I'm not going to lie, I was expecting Lord Tril to be another Albirian I need to purge from the continent. But a Heijiki believing he owns a fellow Heijiki? In some ways, that's worse.

I have half a mind to reach out and place a hand on her shoulder, or something else that's reassuring. But I'm not close enough to Iliyana for that, and I've never been the gentle type anyways. I settle for the thing that Alric always tells me. "No one owns you."

"That's got to be mighty convenient for you. But if you ever decide your bodyguard isn't scaring him off enough . . . " I unleash a wicked grin, displaying my set of teeth. "I'd be more than happy to help persuade him to stay away."